You look at a clock, you're aware of what time it is. Somehow, it all feels slower when you're aware of it. He flicks his eyes around again distractedly, drops them to his sore arm and finds that even despite how bad it looks he doesn't feel quite so worried anymore. Detached from how raw his arm looks, which is weird. He kinda feels fine, good even -- nausea and clamminess aside. Maybe if he just doesn't eat it'll be fine? Setting his bread down carefully he flicks his eyes back to Ianto, then around the room again.
"So, you got a plan? You know, for finding him."
Since John presumes he's being roped into all this now.
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You look at a clock, you're aware of what time it is. Somehow, it all feels slower when you're aware of it. He flicks his eyes around again distractedly, drops them to his sore arm and finds that even despite how bad it looks he doesn't feel quite so worried anymore. Detached from how raw his arm looks, which is weird. He kinda feels fine, good even -- nausea and clamminess aside. Maybe if he just doesn't eat it'll be fine? Setting his bread down carefully he flicks his eyes back to Ianto, then around the room again.
"So, you got a plan? You know, for finding him."
Since John presumes he's being roped into all this now.